Becoming a Player

At 4 and 6, we’re not overly concerned about the career goals of our children. We try to present them with a variety of options. My daughter got a little medical kit (grandma called it a nurses kit which I immediately jumped in and suggested it was for a doctor instead because girls can be doctors now too – thanks grandma) so she’s up on the whole doctor career. Uncle is a forest fire fighter so that one’s on the radar too! Other family members include teachers, nurses, photographers, university and government administrators and probably a few others that I’ve completely forgotten.

We were talking about the things they like to do one evening at the dinner table. My daughter declared that she liked to build things so she was going to be a builder. I can get behind that.

My son thought for a bit and then shouted, “I like to play! I’m going to be a player when I grow up!”

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About dirtyrottenparenting

I'm a parent of two lovely (most of the time) children. I work full time out of the home and I don't cook well, bake, sew, or do crafty things. I keep my high heels and jewelry at my office because there's no point in having them at home. I love Mondays because I can return to the world of adults, go to the bathroom alone and have nearly uninterrupted conversations with others.
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2 Responses to Becoming a Player

  1. sillyliss says:

    Ahahahahaha, that is awesome. I asked Sidrah just last night what she thought she would like be when she grew up and she said an elephant.

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